Loser Vi who begs to eat you out, knees red from kneeling on the floor, her cheeks squished between your hands as her head lays on your thigh. Her puppy eyes looking up at you, cheeks flushed, just begging for a taste. Pleading for it, craving nothing but the taste between your thighs. “Please, baby, please.”, “Just a taste.”, and “I need you, please.” Is all she can mutter out as she nuzzles into your thigh, inching closer and closer to your warmness. Once you finally give in and say yes, you see a shimmer in her eye as she props your legs up on her shoulders and digs in. This is what she’s been craving, her tongue feining for the feeling of your slit rubbing against it. She slips it inside you, slurping up all your wetness as she flicks against your g-spot. She’d moan desperately against your skin, nose poking your clit as she goes in deeper. She’d lick, suck, circle her tongue on your clit like it was her last meal, making sure to leave nothing behind. She’d look up at you, puppy eyes now full of desire and love, having no intentions of coming up for air, no matter how much she might need to. She’d groan out in pain and pleasure as you pull on her hair, directing her on which spots felt the best. You’d coo at her, saying how cute she looked nose deep inside your cunt. Telling her how much of a desperate girl she was, not being able to keep her tongue off you. She’d be soaking wet now, her hips bucking at nothing as she continues to slurp you up. Her slobber and your wetness would cling from her jaw, dripping along the floor. Her moans would be louder than yours, her hand slipping down her undies to rub her swollen clit. She’d grip onto your thigh, nails digging into your skin, back arching as she felt herself reaching her climax, feeling your own creeping up too. You’d both come at the same time, you inside her mouth, and her inside her boxers. Panting, she’d look up at you, eyes lowered, mouth glistening with your juices, and smiling. You could tell she drunk off of nothing but you.
although she was usually a composed woman, sevika would absolutely lose her shit the second you spread your thighs for her. she’d probably start off slow because of that, maybe lay down and let you suck on her clit for a bit, something she was still in control of. she’d grip onto your hair, letting out a, “Atta girl.” or a “Sucking me off so good, huh?” again, trying her very best to stay composed.
though she’d be in complete shambles on the inside, trying to muffle out her moans by biting her lip, looking away when your tongue swirled against just the right spot, etc. but the second you laid down, legs spread and hole glistening from your wetness that was just for her, she’d lose her fucking shit. her legs would immediately intertwine against yours, hips bucking against your wet cunt, creating the friction she so badly needed. her head would swing back, once muffled moans now on full volume, her clit puffy and greedily begging for more as it grinded against yours. she’d throw your leg over her shoulder, spreading you open as far as you’d go, rutting into your slick like a dog in heat. panting, biting your leg, leaving marks everywhere she could.
“Fuck, s’good… So fuckin’ good…” was all she could let out, completely drunk off your pussy, pathetic moans escaping her lips without her consent. you could feel her wetness mixing with yours, making it easy for her to grind against you. the heat coming off her cunt would have you in ruins, your moans full of desire as your clits continuously rubbed against one another. she’d occasionally stop and stick hers into your dripping hole, clit warming herself. she’d groan out at the sensitive bud stuffed inside you, eyes rolling back.
you’d blush, whining as you felt it twitch, bucking your hips at her. “V-Vika… mmh— Feels good inside…” you’d moan out, hips moving faster. she’d look at you with puppy dog eyes, half lowered and flush forming on her face as she spoke.
“Shit, princess. If—you keep wiggling around, you—you’re gonna make me—” her breathy sentence would be cut short by her orgasm hitting her like a fucking tsunami. her back arched, hands gripping onto your thigh like she was holding on for dear life, moaning out your name repeatedly. you’d reach your climax immediately after, coming all over her sensitive clit, juices dripping all over her cunt. she’d throw herself next to you, laying in post-cum bliss, probably seeing stars as you giggle at the cute fucked out expression on her face, kissing her plump lips.
; warnings: sex toys, cuffs, mommy kink, praise, pleading, squirting (nothing crazy), a bit of overstimulation, sub!vi / dom!reader
It was the end of a long day for Vi. She walked in and set her gauntlets down, rolling her neck. You understood how tiring it all was for her, and wanted to do something… different. She was usually the top, but today, you wanted to give her the best night of her life.
You smiled and walked up to her, wrapping your arms around her neck and kissing her softly. “Hi honey, long day?”
“Yeah,” Vi started, sighing. “You could say that.” Her eyes were tired as she looked into yours, squeezing your waist a little. You grabbed her hand and led her to the room.
“I have something for you, wanna see?” You asked, your heartbeat picking up. Her eyebrow raised as she was being dragged into the room.
“What? Of course I wanna see.” She responded, her eyes lighting up a little. You sat her down on the bed, pulled out a box, and rummaged around in it. She tried to peek into it, but you flicked her forehead to get her away.
“Ow! Was that part of the surprise?” She asked, rubbing her forehead.
You rolled your eyes and snickered. “What a baby! That did not hurt.”
“Hurry uuuupppp!” Vi whined, flopping down on the bed, shutting her eyes. You slowly pulled out some handcuffs, a vibrator, and a double ended dildo. You crawled on top of her body, sat down on her lap, and put them in front of her face.
“Mm.. I like where this is going.” Vi said, smirking, eyes still shut as she ran her hands up your thighs.
You giggled. “Open your eyes, Vi.”
Her eyes slightly opened, focused on the objects in front of her, then widened as far as they’d go. She looked at the toys, then at you, then back at the toys. “Angel, what… what’s this?” She asked, her voice a little high pitched.
“Well… you always use my hole, yours never gets much attention. I was thinking we could, you know, do it at the same time.” Your smile was big and bright as you spoke.
Vi cleared her throat as she sat up, still staring at them in your hands. “…Okay. I could get with this,” She started. “I mean, you’ll be the one in the cuffs, right?”
You blinked, then shook your head. “No, all this is for you.”
Silence. Vi was wide eyed once again, gulping hard as those words slipped out of your mouth. “O-Okay, baby.” She responded, visibly nervous.
You smiled again as you pecked her cheek and took off her jacket, getting behind her and massaging her shoulders. They were tight, and not just because of the muscles. You traced her tattoos with your eyes as you did so.
She let out quiet groans of pain and pleasure as you felt her melt underneath your palms.
“See? Look how tense you are, let me take care of you tonight. Okay?” You said, whispering in her ear. You felt her skin prickle up with goosebumps, still kneading into her shoulders.
“Yeah,” Vi started, turning around and putting her hands together for you to cuff up. “Okay, angel.”
You wasted no time as your lips crashed into hers, tasting the saltiness of sweat left behind on them. Your tongues clashed against one another’s as Vi moaned against your mouth. You tugged her shirt up, took it off, then reached down and tightly secured the cuffs around her wrists. You continued to kiss her as she laid down and propped her head up against the pillows. You trailed down to her neck, kissing softly along the side of it as quiet moans escaped Vi’s mouth. You then made your way lower, stopping at her chest as you pulled her bra up, then began to kiss her breasts.
“H-Hey, angel, I think they’re a little—” Vi started, getting cut off by you slipping her nipple inside your mouth. Her back arched a little, a moan escaping her lips. “Sensitive!” You circled your tongue around it, using your other hand to pinch the right one. She squirmed and whined underneath you, hands twitching against the cuffs.
You tugged on her nipple a bit with your mouth before letting it go, still pinching the other. “What a sensitive girl, look how pink and hard they are for me. You must like this, huh?” You teasingly asked, her face red as she nodded.
“Y-Yeah, I like it.”
You kissed down her chest, then past her stomach, and stopping at the hem of her pants. You unzipped and slid them down, leaving her in nothing but boxers. You kissed up her thighs, making her wriggle and open them up more for you. You looked up at her and arched an eyebrow. “What is it? Do you want me to touch you… here?” You palmed at the wet spot on her boxers, making her gasp and look at you with desperation.
“Yes! Yes, right there.” Vi said, bucking her hips a bit.
You smiled at her neediness and pressed harder against her clit, looking for more of a reaction out of her. “Is that any way to ask me to touch you? What do we say?”
She groaned and threw her head back as you pressed onto it. “P-Please, Mommy. Can you please touch me?” She asked, voice tight and desperate, as she looked back into your eyes. Your brain short circuited upon hearing what she said. Heat spread out between your thighs as you heard her call you ‘Mommy’, something you were not expecting.
“What a good girl, asking so politely.” You slid off her underwear and exposed her already dripping cunt, looking like it was begging for any kind of touch. You grinned at the sight of Vi naked, sexually frustrated, and cuffed up. She was all yours to explore. You propped up her legs and spread open her thighs, kissing her sopping wet folds. A strangled sound escaped her lips as she thrusted upwards, trying to get her clit in your mouth.
“Impatient, aren’t you?” You cooed, raising an eyebrow at Vi as her face scrunched up in embarrassment.
“Please make me feel good. Please, Mommy, plea—” Vi’s begs were cut off by your tongue finally grazing over her poor, ignored clit. Her back arched, a broken moan releasing from her mouth. You held her thighs open, squeezing them as your tongue swirled around her clit, occasionally sucking on it to see her reaction. You loved the way she tasted, especially after a long day at work. Tangy, savory, a little salty. It made your mouth water as you licked up her juices. You opened your eyes and looked up. She was staring at you as you devoured her pussy, face full of pleasure and submission, which made you even more wet than you already were.
You suddenly pulled away from her and crawled up her body, hearing her cries for more. “What is it, baby? You want more?” You teased, her watery eyes staring into yours as she nodded.
“Yes! M-More, please more, please!” She pleaded, voice whiny and shaky.
“Okay, alright! Since you asked so nicely…” You moved aside and quickly took off your shirt, then came your shorts and panties, crawling back over her and exposing your own wetness in Vi’s face. You hovered over her chest, the heat from your soaking cunt making her pant like she needed you. You snickered at her flushed face, grabbing the dildo and just barely inserting it inside yourself. “Do you wanna see Mommy getting off a little?”
Vi’s face lit up like Christmas morning. She choked a little before spitting out a, “Yes! Yes I do!”
“Such an eager little thing…” You said, inserting the dildo in as far as it could go. You moaned out softly, throwing your head back as you slowly pumped the toy in and out of you. It made a squelching noise, one that was music to Vi’s ears. She stared the whole time, her gaze only budging to look up at your face, then quickly looking back down at the toy as it slid in and out so easily inside of you.
She whined, pouting as you picked up the pace and began to make circles around your clit with your other hand. You knew she was aching to touch you, to be touched, for you to give her anything and everything you wanted to. The thought of that made you wanna orgasm on the spot.
“Look what you’re doing to me, Violet—” You said as your slick dripped against her breasts, her eyes following the wetness as she let out a hungry moan.
“Mommy,” Vi muttered out, voice quiet. “Can you… put it inside me too, please?”
Her question made you stop mid stroke, smiling at your needy girlfriend. She looked so cute, asked so politely, you just couldn’t say no. “Of course I can, darling.”
You pulled the dildo out and moved down, pulling Vi’s thighs apart as far as they’d go, teasing her hole with the toy’s tip. She let out a few frustrated groans before you slowly began to push it inside her, making her gasp sharply.
“Oh, fuck—” Vi moaned out, back arched and eyes rolling to the back of her head. You weren’t sure if she’d felt this often, since you were the one usually taking it. Imagining this was her first time ever putting anything else inside other than yours or her own fingers—did something to you.
“There’s one rule,” You said, stopping the dildo halfway and making her head snap up to look at you, face full of neediness. You grabbed the vibrator, turned it on, then put it in her hands. “You hold this up to your clit while we fuck each other, if you let it go, I’ll stop touching you and force you to watch me come. Got it?”
“Okay, I got it,” She panted out, pressing herself against the toy further.
“Ah, ah— Okay, what?” You asked as you positioned yourself onto the toy, slowly inserting it inside yourself again.
“Fuck, sorry!” Vi fumbled out. “Okay, Mommy, I got it.”
“My good girl,” You said before sliding it inside yourself then pushing it fully inside Vi’s aching hole, both moaning out loud.
She immediately pressed the vibrator onto her clit as you began to buck your hips, causing the toy to slide up and down between the two of you. Her back was arched sharply, hands shaking as they held on tightly onto the vibrator, her hips starting to buck back and create a smooth motion that constantly hit your two g-spots. You stared at the toy as it stretched Vi’s damp hole out, her walls gripping tightly against it. You fucked against the toy harder at the sight, wishing you could feel her walls tightening around you instead.
“Feels, so, good!” Vi moaned out mid strokes, voice choppy and strained. You’d never seen her this submissive before, never seen her feel this good, you never wanted this to end.
“Yeah, baby, does it? Look at me.” You demanded, your holes practically slopping against each other and juices mixing together now from how deep in the toy was inside the two of you. Vi looked up towards you, opened her eyes, and stared as you fucked yourself against her. Her moans grew louder the more she looked, moving the vibrator up and down along her puffy clit.
“Mommy, it’s—it’s too much!” She cried out, legs beginning to tremble and want to close up. You held them open, fucking even harder against her, feeling yourself getting close every time she whined to you.
“But look how well you’re taking it, darling.” You reached over to the vibrator and sped up the setting. Vi threw her head back, moans turning into screams as her wetness dripped down and met your hole. “You’re making Mommy feel so amazing, you know that?” Your voice was husky but controlled, unlike Vi, who was a ball of whimpers, cries, and moans.
“Am I? A-Am I doing good, Mommy?” Her sentence broken, barely coming out as the intense pleasure took over her brain. You looked her up and down. She was sprawled out, eyes full of desire. She was a blubbering, sweaty, needy mess; and you loved it.
Her hips thrusted forward and hit your spot harshly, making a breathy, loud moan slip out of you. “Yes! Oh, just like that! You’re being such a good girl for Mommy!”
Vi continued to move the way you liked, trying oh so hard to be the best girl she could be for you. Even when being submissive, she still thought about your pleasure first. “I-I think I’m close—” Vi managed to mutter out between desperate moans, her thighs quivering.
“You think, or you know?” You questioned, noticing as her hips bucked harder against the toy.
She nodded quickly, “Y-Yes! Mommy! I’m gonna come!”
“Ask me.” You instructed, feeling yourself closer now too.
Vi’s puppy dog eyes stared into yours, filled with tears, “Please! Please let me come! Please, Mommy, please, I can’t hold it back, please!” She cried out, hot tears streaming down her face as she did her very best to hold it back until you said so.
You smirked at the sight. Waited a couple seconds to savor the moment, then, “Come for me then, darling. Show Mommy what you got.”
As soon as those words slipped out of your mouth, Vi’s back arched as far as it’d go, legs opened up further, and she moaned out, “Fuck, Mommy!”
You suddenly felt a sharp, warm wetness hitting you. As you quickly looked down, you saw Vi squirting along your cunt, making your jaw drop for just a second. That’s when you felt it. You threw your head back, shut your eyes tightly, and moaned, “Violet!” as you reached your orgasm. You felt your come slip out and slobber over the toy, Vi staring at you as you did so. You panted as your head slowly made its way back up and cracked your eyes open, meeting Vi’s gaze.
Her eyes were the size of dinner plates, face full of embarrassment. “Fuck, fuck, I-I think I peed.” She said, her voice trembling. You giggled as you slipped the toy out of yourself, then her, and took the vibrator out of her hands.
“No, honey. That just means you felt really good,” You said as you undid her cuffs, rubbing the red marks they left behind. “It made me finish.”
“Really?” She said between pants, looking proud of herself.
You nodded as you made your way over to her, kissed her forehead, and held her between your chest. She nuzzled in your breasts, holding one in her hand as she closed her eyes.
“You did so good for me, baby,” You cooed as your hands ran through her hair. “Mommy’s so proud.”
You felt Vi’s face heat up against your skin, looking up at you. “T-Thanks, Mommy.”
You held her face and kissed it softly, melting into her lips.
warnings: stalking, reader being into said stalking, gun shooting (so… a little bit of a death warning), masturbation, that’s all for now! more nsfw on next part <3
Jinx was fast, everyone knew that. So fast, in fact, sometimes all she’d leave behind for anyone to see was the violet flash of her shimmer eyes.
That’s all you’d get to see of her when you’d turn around. In a dark alleyway, walking down the street, even at the bar. Didn’t matter the time of day. Just a quick light that disappeared within the second. That was all she’d let you see of her. She’d memorized your routine, the streets you walked on, every corner you turned. You knew this because of her little… gifts. She’d spray paint your name with hearts around it on the abandoned building walls you walked by every day, or your initials within a heart, sometimes even just random doodles that somehow correlated to you and her, but never leaving her name on the artwork. Even without her signature, she was letting the whole world know you were hers.
You weren’t stupid, though, you always knew your stalker was Jinx. At first she’d watch from afar, maybe sitting across the room from you, eyes following your every move. Or just coincidently ending up on the same street. But, when you stopped seeing her yet still felt her presence, was when you knew her little crush had probably turned into something more… sinister.
Recently, the violet light had been getting closer. So close, one time you could’ve sworn you felt her breath along the back of your neck. Chills ran down your spine, quickly turning around, eyes darting back and forth, face twisted up in the most fearful expression you could pull out. Nothing. To some people, this would be fucking terrifying. Their worst nightmare, even. Someone watching them 24/7, hearing her footsteps behind theirs but never getting to see her.
But you? As sick and twisted as it was, you fucking adored it. Once you turned back around, the biggest smirk would creep out, lips curling up as you bit your thumb. You loved having someone swoon so deeply over you, so much so that it caused an obsession. You’d think about all the things Jinx might love about you. Your face, hair, smile, body? All of it? Sure, but you always wondered what she craved the most. What made her spiral for you. It gnawed at your thoughts. Completely ate you the fuck alive. Actually, love wasn’t the strongest word to describe how you felt about her stalking you, she turned you the fuck on. When you masturbated at night, fingers deep inside yourself, you thought about her obsession. Thought about how she couldn’t get enough of you, how she had to be near you at all times. What always made you cum though was the thought of her watching you as you fucked yourself stupid, moaning out her name every time you finished. One day you swore you’d catch her before she ran off and get to ask the question that made you toss and turn at night. But for now, you’d quietly enjoy her closeness, pretending to be petrified of it, feeding into her little game.
It was 2 am now, and the club was at its peak. Music booming, drinks pouring, and the smell of sweat lingered in the air. You’d gone out by yourself, hoping to get Jinx alone. There you were, middle of the dance floor, tight little black dress, ripped fishnets, drink spilling along the floor as you danced. Underneath, though, you wore a special pair of lace panties you’d bought just for Jinx. Bright blue, just like her hair. They hugged the curves of your hips and ass just right. A little sign saying that you were hers, even if she couldn’t see them. The people surrounding you moved in slow motion as the drinks finally settled, faces blurring together as the tipsy haze washed over your eyes.
From across the floor, a pale skinned girl with blue tattoos and a hood covering her face caught your eye. You froze, heart pounding so hard you felt it in your entire body. You tried your best to force your eyes to focus, analyzing for any details that might indicate it was Jinx. She looked up at you, hood slightly slipping back. Her bright purple eyes stared into your soul, pale face shining in the fluorescent lights, hair falling over an eye, expression hard and twisted. You weren’t sure if she was real or a figment of your drunken imagination, but either way, you shoved everyone as you wobbly made your way towards her.
“Jinx!” You called out, blinking slowly, trying to sober up enough to walk faster. She was still standing there, watching you, a smirk just barely curling up on her mouth. Although that smirk might look malice to others, it made your heart flutter. You needed to reach her, just touch her, you needed to feel her skin against your palms. You needed to know why she was doing this, what was so goddamn special about you? You were fucking feining for her. At this point, maybe you were the one who was a stalker. Your arm stretched out, fingers reaching for her as you got closer, pants escaping your lips. “Jinx, don’t fucking move!” You yelled out, finger tips just inches away from her, curling up as if she was already in your grasp. Then, as you were just about to grab onto her arm, someone stepped in front of you. You tripped on their foot, face landing first onto the filthy ground, drink spilling all over you. You groaned out in pain as you turned over, room spinning as your eyes darted back to where Jinx was, only for the space to be replaced with some random. You laid there, completely out of it as the feeling of defeat washed over you, and the metallic taste of blood filled your mouth.
Then, you felt the grip of the bouncer’s hands around your wrists. He began to drag you out, like you were just some bag of fucking trash. You thrashed around wildly, cursing him out as he continued. He kicked the front doors open, swung you out, back hitting the hard concrete floor. The wind was knocked out of you, letting out a strangled scream like sound. You laid there as the hit slightly sobered you up, gasping for air. He walked over to you, looking down as you glared at him. “What… the fuck… are you looking at?” You questioned, voice raspy, trying your best to get up.
“You.” He said, tilting down slightly. His eyes grazed your body, making your stomach turn. “You might be fucking annoying, but I could get past that.”
Your eyes widened, pushing yourself back as best as you could to get away. “Fuck off, man.” You reached at your side for your purse, which had your pepper spray, that was nowhere to be found. Shit. You thought to yourself, pupils dilating from fear as you watched the man get closer. I’m fucked, I’m totally fucking fucked. Just as you finished your thought, a sudden loud bang boomed, making you wince as your ears began to ring. Your eyes shot back open, staring at the man as he stood there, the life slowly leaving his eyes as blood dripped down his face. Where there was once a forehead, was now a hole. He kneeled before hitting the ground, your breath hitching at the pound of dead flesh in front of you. You stumbled up, pulling your dress down as you stood up, eyes wide. You stared for a second before quickly walking away, obviously still a little fucked up. A little too fucked up to realize a man had just died in front of you.
You knew who’d done this, of course. Who’d went out of her way to protect you. You liked to think that Jinx was angrily watching from afar, that she’d do anything and everything to protect you. To protect her favorite girl. A snicker escaped your lips, looking up at the building rooftops, trying to find her. “Jinx!” You called out as you walked down the street, faint flickering lights guiding your way. You threw your arms out, smiling. “I’m all yours, Jinx! Stop fucking hiding. What is it about me, huh? What do you want from me? You can have whatever you want!” You yelled, still stumbling slightly as you continued to walk. You knew she was watching, you could fucking feel it. You could feel her eyes drilling into you. You swore you heard her giggle as you spoke. She was so close to you, so fucking close. You bit down on your lip as you felt heat spreading out between your thighs. So fucking close. “Stop being such a goddamn pussy…” You grumbled out, finally reaching your front porch. Your hand shook as you unlocked the door, slamming it shut, but not locking it.
You kicked off your heels, making your way towards your room, throwing open the door. You sighed, rolling your neck as you began to pull the fishnets off. Then, you slowly shimmied out of your dress, so slowly, hearing it plop as it hit the ground, leaving you in nothing but the blue lace panties. A chill suddenly ran down your spine, goosebumps prickling up your arm hair. This wasn’t a new feeling; it felt as if you weren’t alone in your room. Just as you were about to turn around,
You and Sevika were ignoring each other, still in the middle of another stupid argument. She continued her duties as part of the council, came home, refused to cook (she rarely let you touch the stove), and headed to bed. You did the same, your daily routine, just… without Sevika in it.
You both laid in bed, facing opposite directions, as a heavy silence settled between the two of you. You quietly turned to look at her. Your eyes traced the muscles on her shoulders that expanded as she took deep breaths, slowly, in and out. You suddenly remembered the feeling of gripping onto those tight, ripped shoulders as she pounded—
You gulped.
No, stop thinking about that. Angry. Be angry.
You turned back around, squeezing your eyes shut, fighting off those lewd thoughts. I mean, you were upset at her, why would you think about that now?
Though, no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself, those thoughts still wormed their way back into your mind.
You thought about her face. The way she scrunched it up and threw her head back when she came. Her lips as they kissed down your body, not stopping until they reached your clit. Her hands, roaming and grabbing body parts that she knew belonged only to her. Her scent, her thighs, her.
Before you knew it, your hand was down your panties as you bit down on the pillow to muffle out your own needy, silent moans. You circled around your clit with your finger, using your wetness as lube. You felt your own heartbeat pound against your chest the more you imagined Sevika’s hand doing the work. Then, you slipped in two fingers, still trying to imagine hers. They were no match, but they’d get the job done. You pumped in and out, quickly, building up the momentum and feeling a sharpness growing at the bottom of your stomach. Your breathing hitched, legs began to twitch, and just when you thought you might finish—
Sevika threw herself on top of you.
Your eyes shot open at the weight that hovered above you, her eyebrows furrowed and expression dark. You gulped as your face flushed a deep red, beginning to take your hand out of your panties. She scoffed, reaching for it and holding it in place.
“What, now you want to stop? We were just getting to the good part.” Sevika teased, gripping onto your arm. “Keep going.”
Your face twisted up in both embarrassment and annoyance. “What? N-No! Get off me!” You squirmed underneath her, trying to fight her strength.
Sevika let out a low growl, her eyes burying themselves into yours as you both refused to look away, fighting for dominance. “Oh come on, don’t act all innocent now. A few seconds ago, you were about to come, right next to me sleeping.” She started, getting closer to your face as she spoke. “What is it, am I not a good fuck? Or, are you just a freak who likes to masturbate next to people?”
Her words spat out like venom to you. You huffed, your expression now angry. “Sevika, you asshole! Get off of me!” You yelled out, your first reaction being to bite her shoulder. Silence rolled in once again for a few seconds as you held on, biting down harder. You then heard a sudden low moan escape Sevika’s lips. You quickly let go, eyes widened and staring back at her face. She had a light pink color spread across her cheeks, lips curled up in a smirk. That expression only meant one thing—
She liked it.
There was no time to think before Sevika flipped you over, ripped your panties off, and spread your thighs open. You gasped and struggled against her touch, not because you didn’t want it, but because you knew it made her be rougher with you when you did. She held your wrists down and pressed them against your back firmly, spreading your cheeks open to stare into your shiny, wet hole. You let out a muffled whine into the pillow.
“Arch your back, lift up your ass. Now.” Sevika ordered, harshly slapping your ass. You whined but obliged, arching your back, feeling the wetness drip down along your folds. Her breathing hitched at the sight, just for a second, then you suddenly felt a finger tracing up and down along your cunt. She teased your hole as she just barely put a finger tip in, then pulled it back out. Circled around your clit a few times, just enough to build up some pleasure, then pulled away. You groaned in frustration, feeling your hole ache for her.
Sevika snickered. “What is it, are you that needy? What a slut.” She slowly inserted two fingers as she hovered over your body again, making a slow moan roll out of your mouth. She stopped halfway, though, making you hungrily whine for more. You kicked your feet up and down, trying to signal her to keep going.
“What? Use your words, tell me what you want.” She demanded, fingers still stuck in place.
You finally moved your face off the pillow, side eyeing her. She had a pleased expression plastered on her face, almost like she knew she was about to win the argument with just a touch of her fingers…. literally. You grumbled, “Fuck me.”
Sevika laughed, slowly inserting herself deeper inside you as she spoke. “You’re feeling very fucking bold today, aren’t you? Fine,” She shoved her fingers all the way in. “Let’s see if you can handle it.” You felt the inside of yourself wrap around every inch of them as they went in as deep as they could. You let a breathy moan out, then suddenly felt something cold shoved in your mouth, cutting you off. It was her other hand.
“I bet your fingers didn’t feel as good as mine, did they, princess?” Sevika whispered into your ear, fingers pumping in and out of you slowly.
“Mm-mm!” You managed to muffle out, biting down on the metal harder as her speed picked up. There was a noise now, fwop fwop fwop, every time she thrusted them inside you. She let out low, husky groans into your ear, making your whole body tingle. You drooled along her metal hand, making sure to take in as much of her as you could, from both holes.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Sevika muttered, a third finger poking its way inside you.
You gasped, choking on her fingers as you nodded in approval for its entrance. “Mhm! Mmhm!!” She suddenly pulled both hands away, flipping you over again. “V-Vika! What are you—?”
She suddenly got up, grabbed the strap, and adjusted it on her hips. You blushed, staring at the huge member that was being attached to her. You lowered your hand to your dampness, spread your legs, and gave her a show as she put it on. She stared as you did so, making it harder for her to put it on, grunting in sexual frustration and annoyance. She crawled back up onto the bed, shoved you against the wall, and held your legs up against your chest.
“What a fucking tease. Since you need me so badly,”
“W-Wait! I—” You started before getting cut off by Sevika inserting the member inside of you. She shoved it in, roughly, as you let out a loud, strained moan. She moaned along with you, throwing her head back. Her hips began to thrust back and forth onto you as you reached over to grab her shoulders, as you imagined doing earlier. She groaned with every thrust, then suddenly forced her fingers into your mouth again.
“Bite down on them.” Sevika instructed, mid thrust. You didn’t hesitate before sinking your teeth into her flesh, making a sharp moan slip from her mouth in the process. “Harder.” Your teeth went in deeper. Her other hand hit the wall, cracking it as you felt chips of it falling onto your shoulders. The room was filled with moans, sweat, and the smell of dirty sex. You stared at her face with lowered eyes, her expression usually hard and cold, now filled with satisfaction. You reached down and made circles around your poor ignored clit, your noises growing louder.
Sevika looked down at your fingers, then looked back at you and smirked, raising her eyebrow. “I’ve never seen you this needy. Did you miss me, huh?” She teased. “Did you miss getting this hole filled up by me, baby?”
Your eyes filled with tears as you nodded, “M-Mmhm! Mhhm!”
She suddenly sat you on top of her, thighs straddling her sides, holding you by the waist with one hand and restraining your arms against your back with the other, thrusting in deeper. “Look at you, taking me so well.”
In that moment, you swore Sevika was fucking you so hard, she was touching your womb. You threw your body against hers, nuzzled in her neck, then bit down.
“Oh, fuck—” She groaned out, making you bite down harder. You sucked as you bit all along her neck and shoulders, leaving red bruises behind. As you suddenly felt the same sharp feeling building up in your lower stomach, your teeth sunk in deeper, breaking her skin.
“Yes! That’s it, what a good girl—” Sevika praised, making your hole grip tighter against the strap. “You wanna come, huh? Is that what you want?”She asked.
You pulled away from her neck, bouncing yourself harder on the toy, nodding quickly. “Yes! Yes, please, Vika, please!” You begged, panting like a dog in heat, breasts bouncing up and down in her face.
“That’s what I like to hear! Begging so nicely. Come, baby. Come just for Vika.”
You licked your lips, tasting her blood against them. And for some freaky reason, that’s what did it for you. You threw your head back, eyes shut tightly, and moaned out, “Sevika!”
Sevika moaned out with you, thrusting in as deep as she could, watching the come slide out of you as she slowly pulled out after your orgasm. She held onto your limp body, both panting, arms wrapped tightly around you.
You both sat there for a few minutes, recollecting yourselves, before she pulled you off and looked at you. She sighed, mumbling out, “I’m… sorry. About the fight.”
You looked back at her, raising an eyebrow. “Wow! That’s a first.” You teased, giggling. She huffed while looking away.
“Yeah? Well… there’s a first for everything. You’d know that, wouldn’t you?” She asked, rubbing the blood from your mouth away. You rolled your eyes and smiled as she stared at you with loving eyes, kissing your lips softly. You ran your hands along her back, feeling all her scars and muscles. Then it slowly made its way around and down to her inner thighs, which were filled with wetness. She pulled away to look at you, eyes lowered and eyebrow raised.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish.” Sevika warned, still trying to look tough. You loosened the strap off, then threw your hair in a pony tail.
“I always make you finish, Vika. Now, take off your underwear.”
; warnings: threesome, some degradation/praise, pain inflicting (just a bit), strap, face riding/69, virgin reader, kinda taken captive?, top!vi/cait x bottom!reader, also this one is a little long
This was it. You’d really gone and done it this time. You found yourself roughly thrown on the ground, cuffs itching tightly around your wrists as you struggled under Caitlyn’s grip. Everyone in Piltover stared as you continuously fought back, getting absolutely nowhere. This woman was stronger than she looked, that’s for sure.
“Let me go! I didn’t even get to do anything!” You exclaimed, voice a little strained.
Cait laughed sarcastically, clicking the cuffs in place as she leaned over to you, speaking into your ear, “Didn’t get to do anything? So you admit it, you were trying to steal from this home before I so rudely interrupted you?”
Her voice stabbed into you like a sharp, hot knife. What kind of a fucking idiot just gives themselves away like that? You, that’s who. You couldn’t help it though, you always had word vomit when you got nervous. Especially when a hot woman had you pinned, cuffed, and was so close to you that you could smell her lingering perfume. Her knee dug into your back as she spoke, making you wince in pain. You turned your head to meet her eyes, and that’s when you saw her expression. She was watching, smirking, almost like… she fucking liked it.
“I— Well, that’s not what I meant!” You started, furrowing your brows at her as you felt her knee pressuring deeper into you. “O-Ow, what the fuck?! That hurts, let me go!”
You suddenly felt the relief of Cait’s knee moving away as she gripped onto your wrists and pulled you up, standing you on your feet. You were filthy now, dirt covering your face and clothes. She turned you around, examining your face as her eyebrow arched up.
“W-What are you looking at?” Your face scrunched with disgust, you were sure she was mentally judging you. Her eyes grazing you up and down, slowly, began to offend you. “I said, what the fuck are you—”
“You’re coming with me.” Cait replied, ignoring your question as she cut you off. She quickly turned you back around, held tightly onto your arms, and led you away. You still struggled as you walked, wriggling around in her grasp.
“Do you people see this? This is abuse of power! I did absolutely nothing! There’s no proof! Fuck the enforce—” As soon as you two turned the corner, her hand slapped over your mouth, making you recoil at the pain. You let out some muffled, “Fuck you’s”, “Let me go’s”, and her personal favorite, “You sadistic fuck!”.
“You call this sadistic? What a laugh,” Cait said, smirking to herself. “You have no idea what’s coming for you.”
Her words sent a jolt of chills running down your spine. What did she mean by that? Did she plan on torturing you? Keeping you locked up for life? You wished you knew what her plan was, but all you could do was sulk in your own defeat and continue to struggle. Then, suddenly, the world went dark. She’d wrapped something around your eyes, you entered panic mode.
“Help! This bitch is crazy!” You exclaimed, desperately shaking your head to try and remove the piece of cloth tied around your head. Cait groaned with annoyance, stuffed another piece of cloth in your mouth to shut you up, and pushed you forward to continue walking. You stood your ground, heels digging into the ground.
“Maybe, just maybe, if you shut up I’ll think about taking it easy on you. Got it? Can you do that?” She harshly whispered in your ear.
You thought about it for a second. It would be in your best interest to stay quiet in the long run. You sighed, almost defeatedly. “Fine. Whatever.”
You two walked for almost ten more minutes. You were growing tired and irritated, but you kept your mouth shut for the whole way. You finally entered a door, went up some stairs, then was thrown into a room. You hit the cold, hard floor with a splat.
“Ugh, fuck! What the fuck?!” You exclaimed, rolling around and lying on your back, pain all throughout your body.
“Vi!” Cait shouted, her footsteps growing closer to you. You shot up, got on your knees, and shook your head around once again, trying to get the cloth away. You figured whoever this ‘Vi’ person was could help.
“Violet, I have a surprise for us!” She said, kneeling down to meet your face. “Ugh, Gods, you’re a mess.” You felt a cold dampness on your face, making you flinch and move backwards. “Stop moving! I’m trying to clean you up.”
Clean you up? What the hell was this crazy bitch going on about? Why did it matter if you were clean or not, what was she about to do, sell you?
…Was she really about to fucking pimp you out?
She held your arm with one hand, tightly, and cleaned your face with the other. You heard footsteps coming up behind you, making your head snap to the side.
“Hey, cupcake, what is it—” The voice was cut off by the sight of yourself, you assumed.
You heard Cait slowly stand up, her voice sounding like she was smiling brightly. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Violet.”
Happy Valentine’s Day? You confusingly stayed there for a second, in silence, before your stomach dropped. She really was pimping you out. You were frozen now, from fear, confusion, and… another odd feeling you couldn’t quite describe yet.
“Caitlyn, this might be the best gift yet.” Vi said as she made her way towards you, kneeling down in front, close enough to where you could feel her breath on you. Your jaw dropped at Vi’s reaction, expecting the complete opposite.
“I—I don’t know what’s going on. I’ll stop being a menace, okay? Y-You could even send me to jail for a couple days! I’ll take the punishment! We can work this out, can’t we?” You asked, smiling nervously.
Cait giggled, making her way down towards you as you felt her hands go past your ears and begin to undo the knot that held the piece of cloth together. “This is your punishment. One I decided would be best for you, and us, of course.”
The cloth finally fell off your face. You winced at the brightness, blinking as your eyes slowly adjusted to the room surrounding you. The first thing you saw were the two women, knelt down in front of you. One red headed, muscular, grazing her eyes up and down your body. And then there was Cait, smirking as she reached over to force you up.
“N-No!” You yelled out, making your body go limp. Cait caught you just before you hit the ground, rolling her eyes.
“What a child! Get up, now!” She demanded. You did no such thing, if anything, you tried your best to make your body heavier.
“Don’t worry, I got it.” Vi said as she grabbed your waist and threw you over her shoulder. You wiggled around, flailing and kicking your legs, screaming as loud as you could.
“No one will hear you, brat. Stop kicking, it’s fucking annoying!” She said before slamming you down on the bed. You gasped as she did so, pushing yourself back until you hit the wall, eyes widened and darting back and forth between the two women standing at the foot of the bed. They looked at each other, smirked, then walked around and sat on opposite sides, trapping you in.
You gulped hard. “What… What are you two gonna do?”
“Whatever we want, darling.” Cait said, scooting closer to you. You tried to move away, but on the other side was Vi, scooting in closer to you as well. “Tell you what. If you’re a good girl for us and do as we say or please, you’re off the hook.”
Your eyes lit up for a second. “R-Really?”
Cait nodded, holding her hand up and flashing the key to unlock the cuffs. “I’ll even uncuff you right now.”
You contemplated as you stared into her lustful eyes. Your gaze wandered towards Vi, who was impatiently waiting for your response.
“Say yes, we’ll take good care of you.” Vi said, her words making the bottom of your stomach a little warm. You weren’t sure if you believed that. Although this seemed like a nightmare at first, these two women were… stupidly sexy. Although you’re a virgin, you knew this time had to come eventually. And if it had to happen with anyone, you’d definitely choose these two.
You sighed, looking back at Cait. “Fine. I’m all yours.”
The two women smiled at each other before Vi tugged you forward by the shirt and Cait undid your cuffs. You flushed a shade of pink as you were almost touching noses with Vi, blinking quickly. “What is it, cat got your tongue?” She asked, smirking.
“Oh, she was hard to handle before now! A real loud mouth. Don’t play nice now, darling, show Vi the trouble you gave me.” Cait said as she began to pull up your shirt. You hesitated before lifting your arms, leaving you in your lacy bra. You blushed, looking away as the two women admired your body.
“Lace?” Vi asked, slipping a bra strap down, slightly exposing your nipple. “Looks like we have a slut on our hands, cupcake.”
“Looks like we do.” Cait replied, snapping your bra off and quickly pulling it away. Your breasts bounced as she did so, making a breathy gasp escape your lips. Cait made her way around you, the two women staring at your breasts now. You blushed, squeezing your arms next to your them, looking away in embarrassment.
“Look at her, trying to perk them out for us. She’s a slut alright.” Vi said as she harshly groped the right one, your head quickly snapping back at her touch.
Cait gripped onto the left one, fondling your nipple with her fingers. A sudden, soft moan escaped your lips. You froze. She snickered, eyes lowering. “I think she likes this, Vi.”
Vi tugged on your right nipple, making you whine out in pain but also with a deep, hidden pleasure. Her mouth suddenly met your bud, making your back arch. “W-Wait!” You said, but Vi did not wait. She sucked as her tongue circled around it. Cait wasted no time before her lips met the other nipple, doing the same. Their hands wandered your body, feeling every part of you they could. These women were hungry. You could tell they wanted to fucking devour you.
And for some sick reason, that turned you on.
Your head flew back as you moaned, hands resting on both their thighs, squeezing when as sucked harder. Vi slowly grazed her hand down your stomach, undoing your pant button as her mouth moved to the side of your breast, biting and sucking on it, leaving bruises all over it. They pulled away, pushed you down, and shimmied your pants off, leaving you in nothing but a lacy, black matching set. Your face was red hot. You wore lace to help your confidence while stealing, never expecting anyone to actually see it. Especially not two people… at the same time.
“All dressed up and ready, huh? I wonder…” Cait hovered over you, whispering in your hear, “Did you secretly want this? Did you look to provoke me, to provoke anyone who would possibly give you the time of day? How fucking desperate are you?”
Vi hovered over to the next ear. “I think you’re really desperate. So desperate, that I bet you’re soaked under those whore panties.” Her hand trailed down, lower, even more lower, until she reached the hem of the lace. Cait kissed down your neck, biting harshly, making you jolt and whine. Vi’s hand suddenly made its way in, immediately greeted by the wetness gathered up inside the panties. “Fuck, you’re so wet…” Her finger accidentally slipped against your clit, which was already swollen, making you moan.
“Cait, her cunt is practically begging for us. Come ‘er, feel.” Vi said, pulling her hand out and slipping your panties off. Cait made her way over as Vi spread open your thighs, propping your legs up.
“H-Hey! Stop!” You pleaded, to which they ignored.
“Oh, my…” Cait said, her finger poking your entrance, making your juices drip down your cheeks. You gasped, thighs immediately opening up more without thinking. “Look at you, so needy and drippy.” Her finger slurred its way inside, sharply and without hesitation, causing you to grip onto the sheet and gasp loudly. Although it was only one finger, you’d only ever felt your own inside yourself, so this feeling was completely new. Then, another digit was inserted. This one was thicker, stretching your hole out as it entered. Your eyes darted over to see both Cait and Vi’s fingers inside you. At the same time.
Your face twisted up in a wince as you cried out, “Ow! Ow, ow, that hurts!” They did not care. In fact, they probably got off to the fact that it hurt. They pumped their fingers, same pace, in and out. You let out struggled moans, your hands reaching down and clawing at theirs as they fucked your poor virgin cunt.
“Fuck, she’s so tight.” Vi said, staring deep into your hole as it clenched around her finger.
“A little too tight, don’t you think? Could you be a… virgin?” Cait suggested, eyebrow raising. The two women began to pump their fingers faster, excited at the thought of them possibly deflowering you.
“Y-Yes! Mmh! I am!” You struggled out, your face red hot as you admitted to it.
“Oh.” The two said at the same time as they looked at each other, their lips curling into a smirk. They pulled their fingers out, letting you finally be able to catch your breath. You laid there, panting, watching. They both slammed their lips into each other, sloppily mixing their saliva. You watched, biting your bottom lip. You felt a heat growing inside your hole as you watched the two women making out. Their hands groped and tugged against their clothes, slowly pulling them off one by one. You were aching now. You needed something.
You needed them.
Your hand made its way down your stomach, pressed onto your clit, and began to circle around it. You groaned out as your other hand pinched your nipple. Vi’s hand reached down into Cait’s panties, her finger prints showing the movement she made against her clit. They both moaned, Cait digging her nails into Vi’s muscular back. Her eyes opened slightly, side eyeing you as your finger twirled around your clit. Your eyes followed the trail of saliva connecting to their lips as they pulled away. You whimpered, spreading your legs open for her to see. She poked at Vi, whispering for her to look at you. She did so, eyebrows raising from surprise. They crawled back on the bed, hovered over your face, and smushed both their lips onto yours at the same time. Your moans were muffled now as their tongues fought with yours, pushing against one another. You wanted them more than ever now. You weren’t sure why you were against this at first, because this was your wet dream come true.
Just as you thought that, they pulled away and you were suddenly thrown over Vi’s thigh, ass up in the air. She tugged onto the back of your hair, forcing you to look at her. You yelped out in pain, “Ouch! What the f-” A hard slap landed on your ass cheek, face grimacing at the shocking pain. “Owww! S-Stop!”
Cait gripped onto your ass, shaking her head. “Cursing at us still? Why do I keep having to deal with you? This is supposed to be your punishment.”
“Who told you to touch yourself, huh?” Vi questioned, her hand harshly landing on your ass.
You jolted, crying out, “I-I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”
“I don’t believe you.” Cait whispered, opening your thighs up, a slap landing right on your cunt.
“A-Agh!” You cried out, eyes swelling up with tears as you stared at Vi. You hoped she’d have pity on you. She stared into them, holding your face and squishing your cheeks.
“Tell Cait you won’t trouble her again.” Her heavy hand landing on your pussy, making you flinch.
You nodded, sobs bursting out. “I-I won’t bother you again!”
“Now apologize to her like you mean it.” Vi said, squeezing your face harder. Your tears were all over her hand, lip quivering.
“I’m sorry, Cait! I’m so sorry, please forgive me! Please, I-I’m sorryyyy!” You cried out, the stinging sensation inside your thighs beginning to throb. Although it hurt like hell, you couldn’t help but notice the dripping coming out of your hole. Cait spread open your cheek, staring at the wetness as it landed on Vi’s thigh.
“You… you like this?” She asked, a little surprised. She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine, let her go. Doing all this whining but you’re sopping wet.” Vi threw you off, landing face up on the bed. Cait began to slip her panties off. Her bra then popped off, breasts bouncing above your face as she did so. You blushed, staring at them. You were still a sniffling mess, yet you couldn’t stop staring at them. Your hand twitched, wanting to reach up and fondle them. You guessed she noticed, because she suddenly gripped onto your wrist and led your hand to her right breast. You gripped onto the softness, her nipple hardening under your palm. You had absolutely no idea what to do other than grab and squeeze, again, being a virgin who’d done absolutely nothing sexual in her whole life.
“Jeez, you really don’t know what you’re doing,” Vi started, her hand suddenly covering yours as you both groped Cait’s breast. She was now guiding your hand, making you pinch Cait’s bud. She flinched a bit, moaning out as you did so. You bit down on your bottom lip, cheeks flushing up. “See? You can’t be scared of ‘em, how would you ever get any if you are?” She said, snickering at your awkwardness. You both fondled her for a bit before Vi pulled your hands away and held them down.
“Since you’re a virgin, and it shows, I guess I’ll have to do all the work.” Cait said, her legs beginning to straddle over your face. Your eyes widened so much, you truly thought they might fall out of your face. You stared at her glistening slit, which was just a few inches away from your face.
“What—What are you—” Your sentence was cut short by Cait’s cunt sitting on your face. “Mmh!!” You muffled out, not quite sure what to do as her thighs squeezed against your face.
She sighed. “Open your mouth and lick.” You gulped and obliged, your tongue slowly poking her clit. She groaned as you began licking up and down. Her hips began to move back and forth, fucking your face and making it harder to breathe. “That’s it, good girl.” She then stuffed her clit in your mouth. “Suck on it.” Your lips surrounded the bulging skin and you sucked while circling your tongue around it. Her back arched, hands holding the top of your head as you did so. Your own hands wandered up and held onto her breasts, doing exactly what Vi taught you.
“You’re doing so good, aren’t you?” Vi’s voice suddenly broke the sounds of Cait’s moans. You then felt something poking your hole, sliding up and down along your cunt. Your legs froze, muffled moans escaping your mouth and vibrating into Cait’s wetness. Then you felt it. Something large and thick entering your hole. Your hands squeezed against Cait’s skin, your face twisting up as you whined from the pain. “Let’s see how good you can take the two of us then.” You could feel your wet hole taking the toy well, sliding in slowly. Your walls were tight around it though, making it hard for it all to go in. Vi muffled out a, “Fuck, so tight…” before pushing it all the way in. Your back arched, pain flowing through waves all throughout your body. Tears ran down your cheeks, leaving stains where there was once dirt. You let out a muffled groan as Vi slowly began to move inside you, pushing your legs further back.
“Just relax, angel. It’ll feel so good soon, you’re taking me so well already.” Vi said, stroking inside you as her thumb met your clit, circling around it. It started to hurt less now, the pain slowly turning into intoxicating pleasure. Cait continued to rut against your face. All three of you moaned, noises overlapping each other. Your moans sounded different now, they were hungry. You’d never heard yourself make those sounds before. Cait then suddenly lifted herself up, turned around, and sat on your face. She lowered herself on your body, staring at the dildo as it stretched out your cunt. It made a squelching noise every time Vi moved.
“Look at you! Our slutty girl, hole all nice and stretched. Does it feel good?” Cait asked.
“Y-Yes! Feels so—so good!” You managed to struggle out, gripping onto Cait’s ass. It was hard to speak due to the constant groans you couldn’t control. You suddenly felt her tongue flicking against your clit, pushing her ass back into your face. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue grazing Cait’s cunt once again. Vi was pounding into you now, hitting that spot that made your toes curl over, and over, and over. You felt a tingly feeling starting in your lower stomach, growing stronger and moving lower. Your legs began to shake, moving your face up and down against Cait faster. Her moans sped up, gripping onto your thighs.
“Just like that, darling. Gods you… you’re gonna make me come…” Cait said, her lips surrounding your clit as she sucked.
“Are you close, huh?” Vi questioned, slapping the inside of your thigh, the tip of the toy grazing your g-spot. “You’re a shaking mess.”
“Mmhm! Mm!” You said, bucking your hips back and forth.
“What do you think, cupcake? Do you think she deserves to come?” She asked, her pace slowing down. You whined as she did so, pushing yourself back onto the toy.
“How greedy. She expects sweet release after being arrested, what lesson would that teach you, hm?” Cait said, pulling away from your swollen clit and slapping it. Your head shot back, gasping loudly.
“Please! I won’t ever steal again, I-I’ll be the best citizen! Be the best girl for you both! I’ll do whatever you two want me to do!” You pleaded, sobbing into Cait’s cunt as you pushed your tongue into her hole, flicking back and forth. “Mmh.. please, please, please!”
Cait threw her head back, moaning loudly. “Fuck… fine. Since you sound so cute while pleading.” She lowered herself onto your clit again, picking up her pace as her tongue pushed against it. Vi held onto your waist, forcing your whole body to take her strap. She used all her force to pound into you, so deep inside that there was a bulge where it continuously hit the top wall of your pussy. The room was loud, filled with moans, grunts, and the sound of a squeaky bed. You felt Cait’s clit twitching inside your mouth, pushing herself deeper into your face. These two were gonna be the fucking death of you.
“Yes, yes, yes!” She moaned out, coming on your face. Her juices dripped down your jaw, landing on your chest. You suddenly felt a sharpness all throughout your body. Your back arched as far as it’d go, nails digging into Cait’s plump ass.
“V-Vi—Cait!” You yelled out, feeling the warmth of release spread across your inner thighs. “I’m coming!” Your eyes rolled back, loud moans escaping your mouth, drunk off of the two women getting off to you.
Vi continued to fuck you, making you cry out from the sensitivity. Her head suddenly was thrown back, moaning out loudly, “Fuuuck!” As her own orgasm creeped up onto her, filling her boxers and strap with her creamy cum. She pulled it out, took it off, and landed on your right side. Cait pulled away, landing on the other. The three of you laid there, panting, sweaty skin touching.
“You… You two okay?” Vi asked, sitting up and looking at you and Cait. Her hands reached out, stroking both your cheeks.
“Yes, I’m more than okay. Are you?” Cait questioned, her eyes darting to you as she sat up. They were both staring at you now, eyes full of worry. Vi wiped your tears away as Cait stroked your hair. You smiled at the two women who were suddenly caring for you. You wondered if they’d grown fond of you in the couple hours you three spent together.
“Yeah,” You said, out of breath still. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
- obviously a dominant alpha. no question or doubt about it
- would not hesitate to mark you the second she had the opportunity to, even if you bitched about it, that only made her want to do it again!
- she’d always take care of you and make sure to keep you safe. that was her goal in life, to be your protector. would go with you everywhere, cook for you, bathe you, etc. you’re definitely her soft spot (would def growl at whoever looked at you for too long). also! would NOT allow you to take heat suppressants, saying that she was your alpha and could take care of that little issue for you (and takes care of it VERY WELL)
- would purposely leave her pheromones on you, especially when you were heading out somewhere, letting everyone know that you belonged to her. not that they didn’t already know that to begin with, i mean, she made sure to make that known (everyone knew you as ‘Sevika’s girl’ owo)
- went into ruts religiously. like, every other week. would drill into you and come inside every time, fucking you anywhere and everywhere she wanted to. wherever it hit her, she’d find a place to rip your panties off and mate right there and then. her member would be… large, to say the least, her favorite part being the bulge poking out of your lower tummy when she’d fuck you. when you two would rut fuck at home, it’d be so rough the bed’s legs would snap, having you two out buying for a new one the next day (you two have definitely traumatized the furniture store employees). when she first knotted in you, you cried and whined, complaining of how badly she hurt inside. was more than apologetic, fucking hated herself in that moment, soothing you and kissing your tears away the best she could. again, you were always her soft spot.
jinx:
- dominant omega for sure, the omega part would make it hard for people to believe she actually has the power to destroy everything and anything (but trust… we know she can)
- would VERY MUCH be into marking, biting you everywhere and in the most visible places. also would ask to be bit back, as hard as you could (because it would turn her on).
- bossy and jealous! would tell you what to do/where to go but always join you, you know, to make sure no other omega catches your eye. and if she notices one looking, there will be hell to pay (do not underestimate her because she’s an omega). would play the ‘villain’ part outside the best she could, making others forget she was really an omega, but would melt at home the second your fingers grazed her skin.
- CONSTANT. HEAT. CYCLES. this girl is like a bunny on batteries, hole wet and ready for you always. would ask you to leave your pheromones on her so she could not only smell like you, but masturbate to the scent later if you weren’t home, making sure to continue until you walked through the door and fucked her stupid (and yes… she’d beg for you to come inside her). would also PLEAD for you to knot in her. she didn’t care how badly it hurt, she just needed to be as close to you as possible, needed to feel like she was owned. would always remind you mid fuck that you were hers, moaning and groaning it out as you were deep inside her. forcing you to say it, damn near making her finish when you did. would occasionally try to dominate you, and it would work at first, only for her to somehow end up underneath you again. at least she’d try her best!
cait:
- my girl gives beta vibes (wait hol up—hear me out!) BUT DEFINITELY DOES NOT comply to the title. was meant to be a dominant alpha, ordering everyone around, having power over everything, and her strength… yeah, no, she struggled a bit with identity crisis at first. but has learned to use it to her advantage!
- gives no fucks that she can’t really mark you, leaving purple and red bruises all over your body (where only people who could undress you would see, she respects you too much to have you walking around all bitten up).
- can’t smell pheromones, but CAN tell when they’ve been left on her. she’s a people reader, so she knows the exact face someone makes when she smells different. it frustrates her to the MAX, unless it’s you—then she smirks at the change of expression on their face, continuing the conversation like nothing (taking a mental note though, of course).
- would not give a fuck that she’s not labeled as dominant or submissive, actually, she’d take that for advantage. would fuck you senseless for hours, using her long fingers, toys, whatever she had available, no matter if you’re an alpha or omega, you’d crumble underneath her every time. even when she was taking it, cowgirl, doggy, didn’t matter what position, she somehow still had power over you. punishing you every time you took too long to make her come or for coming too soon (or without permission ;3). she had memorized everything that made you feel good. every spot, curl of her fingers, swirl of her tongue on your clit, and definitely used it against you. they were all the same to her, alphas and omegas, because at the end of the day, they’d all want to spread their legs for her.
vi:
- pretty puppy recessive alpha! strong to others yet nothing but a good girl for you.
- she’d definitely accidentally mark you during her ruts. would feel bad after, apologizing endlessly, despite you reassuring her that it was okay because you already belonged to her!
- think of having a human puppy around. would want attention, praise, pets, and would worship the ground you walk on. in public though, she’d definitely shape up and put on her big dog face (you know, to go along with the whole alpha thing).
- again, would ‘accidentally’ leave her pheromones on you half the time. though, when she would notice you talking to another alpha, would purposely push them out and swirl them around you the best she could, causing the other to choke up and wrap up the conversation. but just on accident, of course!
- her ruts happened once a month, seemingly pretty easy to deal with, right? wrong. pent up sexual frustration would eat her alive, letting it all out the second she felt the heat of the rut starting. pounding you into the mattress, no protection, cum leaking out of you from her constant orgasms. poor girl would just be so whiny though, whimpering and moaning like she was the one taking it. you’d take advantage of that, riding her until she cried from how good it felt, calling her your good girl for fucking you so well. they’d last days a time occasionally, nonstop fucking, making sure to let out every drop of cum she had inside of you. she’d be so worried about you after she snapped out of the rut haze, eyes tearing up from how sore you’d be. she’d bathe you, make your favorite meal (the best she could, not too good at cooking), and massage the soreness out of your body. you’d kiss and reassure her that you were okay, which didn’t mean shit to Vi, she’d spend the rest of the month making it up to you until the next rut.
; warnings: NSFW, gun, some pain inflicting, strap, messy sex, squirt, fingering, stretching out, some degrading/praise, switch!jinx x switch!reader (i think… fighting for dominance almost)
“You wore those just for me, toots?”
You felt a shockwave travel throughout your body as you heard those words roll out of Jinx’s mouth as she stood behind you. Eyes widening, breath picking up, room spinning a bit from the shock going straight to your head. This feeling wasn’t from fear, or anxiousness, it was from excitement. It was almost as if your fight or flight mode ceased to exist. Your fists balled up, squeezing tightly, little crescent marks beginning to form on your palms. That little seven letter sentence completely sobered you up, focused on nothing but the sound of Jinx’s boots clinking on the ground as she slowly walked around your room. For some reason, you refused to turn around. You were too busy trying to convince yourself that the moment you’d waited on for so fucking long was actually happening.
“Wanna know somethin’?” She asked, her finger grazing along your walls and desk, fiddling with the objects on it. “I’ve been in this room so many times, too many times to count.” Her steps moved closer to you, inches away now, standing right behind you. Her voice was a little rough, but soft, almost a whisper. Your body stiffened up, fists shivering. “But, this time is different. This is the first time I’m in it with you… awake.”
Her breath was hitting the back of your neck, making you gasp sharply. “Are you scared?” Jinx whispered tauntingly in your hear, making you quickly turn around to face her. To face the woman that haunted your life in the best fucking way possible. The woman who knew your every move, killed someone for you, and who could destroy you if she wanted to. There she was, face to face with you, a smirk plastered on her lips. Her eyes gleamed in the dark faintly lit room, pupils blown out. Her hands were behind her back, blue hair in her face, looking innocent yet so guilty.
“Jinx,” You said, voice breathy and quiet.
“That’s me.” She said, inching closer. She was just centimeters away now, so close you felt her body heat radiating off of her. Your heart pounded against your chest loudly, so loud you could hear every beat.
“What… What is it about me? Why me?” You questioned, hesitant but not stuttering. Your mind raced as you finally asked the question that tore you apart. You wondered what she’d say, your eyes darting all across her face, itching for a reaction out of her.
She raised her eyebrow then sneered, like she wasn’t expecting a question. “I could tell you weren’t scared from the start,” She started, walking around you, eyeing your body. “You might be hot, but you aren’t such a good actress. You do know that, right?”
Your eyes rolled at her comment, scoffing a bit. “Well-”
Jinx cut you off with the sudden click of her gun pressed against the back of your head. Your eyes shot open, tensing up against the cold metal. “Yet, you still put on that fucked up petrified face every time I got close to you. Like, like you… wanted to go along with it.” She made her way around you again, gun still cocked on your head, nose to nose with you now as she spoke. “You did that for me, didn’t you? You did that to please me. You… You’re fucking crazy.” Her eyes glared at you, snickers escaping her lips as she spoke.
Your eyebrows furrowed, flush forming on your cheeks. She’d known all along, which irritated you. I mean, if she knew, why hadn’t she done something about it sooner? “Funny, coming from you. Answer my fucking question.”
“C’mon, babe… Don’t you get it?” Jinx leaned in, lips hovering over yours, her other hand gripping on your jaw. “I just fucking did.”
That did it for you. Your lips crashed into hers, a moan escaping your mouth as the two of you melted into one. Her long tongue slithered its way into your mouth, battling for dominance with your own. She threw the gun on your bed, slamming you down on it, tongues still intertwined. Her saliva dripped into your mouth as she groaned against you, hips grinding against your damp panties. You wrapped your arms around her neck, fingertips feeling her skin, something you’d been dreaming to do for so long. She suddenly pulled away from you, sitting up on your thighs, panting as she spoke.
“Do ya wanna know something else I know?” She asked, head tilting as her hand reaching down, fingers trailing against the bottom of your stomach, making the heat build up inside your thighs again. You weren’t sure if you really wanted to know, but you nodded anyway, hoping whatever it was would get her to put her fingers inside you.
“I know about your late night activities,” Jinx said as she leaned over you, hand slowly creeping its way into your panties, making your legs spread. Your cheeks flushed a bright pink, biting down on your lip.
“I memorized the way you’d call out for me every time you came. I mean, seriously, every fucking time. I memorized your face, your body, the certain pitch your moans made right when you were on edge,” Her hand slipped in, grazing over your clit, playing with the wetness dripping out of your hole. You gasped at the sensation, gripping onto the sheets, eyes darting towards her face. You were desperate at this point, skin on fire from her teasing, wanting nothing more than for her to completely wreck you. “Wanna know one more thing?”
You nodded quickly, “Yes, please. Tell me, hurry.”
She giggled, tutting at your pleading. “What a needy thing.” She licked along your ear, nibbling it softly before she whispered, “I memorized the way you fucked yourself while you imagined it was me.”
Her two fingers slipped in, so smoothly, so easily, like you were molded perfectly for her. Like she belonged inside of you. Your back arched, eyes rolling back, moaning loudly. She groaned as she pushed them in as far as they’d go, feeling as you clenched around her. The ear nibble quickly turned into a bite, drawing blood from your ear. She licked it up, pumping in and out of you, curling her fingers just the way you liked it. You yelped at the sudden sharp pain, but quickly forgot about it as your whole body was swallowed by pleasure.
“Jinx!” You called out for her, hands gripping on her shoulders, nails digging into her skin.
She looked at you, eyes full of desire and glow, trying her best to stay composed as she continued. “Jeez, you’re wearin’ out my name, toots.”
“You… You promise you were looking?” You asked, eyes lowered, a smirk rising up on your face.
Jinx scoffed, eyebrows raised. “You’re way worse than my stalking habit, you know that?” She suddenly pulled out, stared into your eyes, and put the fingers that were just inside of you in her mouth. Your eyes widened, jaw dropping slightly, breath hitching.
“Sweet.” Was all she said before she practically tore your panties off, leaving you naked, exposing the stickiness between your thighs as she spread them open and stared into it. “Wow, look at you!Do guns against your head turn you on, doll?” She taunted as she poked at your clit, making your whole body twitch. You suddenly sat up, pulling her towards you, and kissed her again. You slid your tongue in her mouth to taste yourself as you began to tug her pieces of clothing off. One by one they left her body, leaving her just as bare and vulnerable as you.
“There,” You muttered, lips now resting against her neck. “Now we’re even.” You bit down, sucking and swirling your tongue on her pale skin, leaving behind red and purple bruises. You were totally marking her, making sure everyone knew that she belonged to you just as much as you belonged to her. You reached down her stomach, further down, until you reached her sopping cunt. It was practically drooling for you, her head throwing back and a strained moan escaping her lips as your finger gently pressed against her clit. You rubbed in slow circles, hearing her breath hitch as she slowly began to lose control.
“H-Handsy, aren’t ya?” Jinx muttered out, her lanky, cold hands gripping onto your shoulders as her hips bucked on your fingers, like she was asking for more without using words. You grinned softly at her neediness, knowing that in reality, as scary as she wanted to seem, you were the one who had the power. You’d known that all along, too. The two of you were a panting, moaning, needy mess as you continued to tease her. You wanted her to break first, to throw you down and spread you apart, to use you until she was satisfied. You could tell she was close to breaking—her face twisting up every time you’d stop rubbing, nose twitching, moans growing louder and more frustrated. She was so fucking cute.
You were quickly thrown back onto the bed as she got up for a second, rummaging through the bag she had brought.
“What are you—”
“Jeez, give me a second, will ya?” Jinx said as she strapped something on her hips, rolling your eyes at her. “It’s something special.” She turned around, grinning wide as a violet, glowing strap hung off of her. Your eyes widened at her length, looking back up to meet her eyes. “I made this just for you, toots!” She said proudly. “You said I could do whatever I wanted, right?” She questioned, climbing back on the bed, propping you up against the wall.
“Well,” You started, thighs opening up for her. “I did say something like that.” Her face lit up, wasting no time as she positioned the tip of the toy against your drippy hole. “Open wiiiiide!” She said as she pushed your thighs back, pressing them against your chest. You looked away in embarrassment, eyes shutting for a second, before you felt the sharp pain of her palm hitting your cheek. Your eyes shot back open, jaw dropping a bit as you stared at her hardened expression. “Look at me. Don’t close your eyes, got it?” Jinx instructed, holding onto your jaw as she forced your face towards her. “Gods, that look on your face fucking kills me…” She said as she slowly slid her member inside of you.
A slow, loud moan rolled out of your mouth as she did so, eyes rolling back. You gripped onto her back, nails running down against it, leaving red marks all along it. “Shit,” You hissed. “So—So fucking big…" She was stretching you out, making your face twist up as she pushed the toy in deeper.
“Oh, I know, baby. But you can take it, can’t you? I made this special just for you. Don’t ruin it, alright? I believe in you!” She cooed a little mockingly as she forced it in all the way. Jinx knew how to please you. She’d learned how to from afar, taking the time to make the perfect toy for you with the notes she’d taken from her watching you orgasm time and time again. It hit your g-spot just right, grazing against it every time she thrusted, the violet light glowing so brightly, showing how deep inside you she was. She fucked so hard against you that the toy repeatedly slapped against your clit, sending jolts all throughout your body.
“Fuck, s-so deep…” She started, pressing against the bulge the toy created against your skin. Jinx was… messy, to say the least. She would rut into you, thrusts heavy and deep, wanting to fill up every inch of you. The strap of the toy rubbing against her puffy clit every time she did so. Poor thing was so wet, she was moaning louder than you were. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, drool dripping along your breasts, her chipped nails digging into your waist as she continued. Her makeup was smudged, panting like a dog in heat. She was starving before you, patiently waiting for this moment. Hungry for your warmth. Waiting to make you hers. She looked down at your stretched out hole, slick noises coming from it as she fucked into you. “L-Look at you, taking me so well. So… s’fucking… mmh! Good!”
You knew that last part wasn’t praise, she was moaning out about how good she felt. It sounded like she was the one getting pounded into. She was greedy and desperate, face completely fucked out. You smirked, legs spreading wider, staring deep into her eyes. “Look at—mmh—me? Look at you. Such a mess even though I’m the one getting fucked.”
Jinx whined at your comment, face nuzzling into your neck, tongue grazing along your skin as she savored the salty taste of your sweat. “Been waitin’ on this for so long, I can’t—I can’t help it!” She mewed out, her voice cracking as her speed picked up. “You—You’re gonna fucking kill me, doll!”
Your fingers reached for the gun that laid beside you, wrapping your hand around it as you pointed it to her head. A smirk curled up on your face as Jinx’s eyes met yours, widened and full of shock. You bit your lip at the sight of her face, feeling a tightness growing at the bottom of your stomach, your moans increasingly getting higher.
“Are—Are you—scared?” You mocked, sentence choppy, finger shaking as it rested against the trigger. Jinx groaned out, cackling as she positioned the toy to hit nothing but the spot that made your toes curl. Your back arched, struggling to keep the gun held up, screaming out as she did so.
“Ah, ah, ah! You wanna be oh so big and bad? Keep the fucking gun on me, or I’ll pull out. I can tell you’re close.” She hissed, hand on your cheeks, forcing you to look at nothing but her. She had slobber on her jaw, hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, her whiny moans growing louder as you pressed the gun against her head harder. “You’re mine. You’re all fucking mine. Your—Your hole is mine, your body is mine, your mind is mine. Y-You’re—fucking—mine!”
You could feel your walls tightening around the toy, your body begging for release. Your thighs began to quiver underneath her, eyes watering up. “Everything is y-yours! All of me is yours, Jinx, everything! Please let me come. Let me fucking come, pleasepleaseplease!” You begged, hips bucking against the toy.
“Pull the trigger.” She demanded, trying her best to keep herself together. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, s’close…”
Your eyes widened a bit at her command, hand trembling, eyes darting towards the gun then back to her face as you hesitated. You knew Jinx’s weapons were always loaded, was she really that crazy? Her grip tightened on your face, moaning out in frustration. “Come on, do it for me, my favorite girl. Do it for me, make me come. Be a good girl, yeah? Pull the fucking trigger! Just—”
Click.
Your heart skipped a beat, holding your breath. The second her empty gun clicked, Jinx threw her head back, moaning your name out loudly as spurts of squirt escaped her cunt, the warmness spreading over your pussy. You stared in awe of the view, watching as she came before you. You reached your orgasm soon after, dropping the gun to wrap your arms around her neck and hold her close as cum gushed out of you and onto her strap. You scratched up her shoulders, bit into her skin, teeth sinking deep in her. She moaned out at the pain, making her orgasm ride out longer, fucking you slow and deep to draw yours out as well. She pulled out after, limp body laying on yours, panting as her head rested on your stomach. You laid there motionless, taking deep breaths as you played with her loose hair, staring at the wall in front of you.
You were speechless. You didn’t believe it was real, having sex with Jinx. You’d thought about it for so long, how could you possibly know if this was real or part of your imagination? You looked down at her, eyes closed as her other hand gripped onto your thigh. She’s real, right? You thought to yourself, finger poking at her cheek to get a reaction out of her. She opened one eye, whining at you. “Hey, what the hell?”
“S-Sorry.” You replied, still staring at her. She groaned, sitting up in front of you.
“What, cat got your tongue?” She teased, giggling a bit.
“No! Just…” You started, reaching over to grab onto her hand. “You’re real, right?”
Silence. Her eyes blinked a couple times before she let a cackle out, pulling you in closer to her face. “Oh, you bet I’m real, baby. You’re mine. I’m gonna make your life a living hell.”
You smiled, staring into the same violet eyes you’d fallen for a long time ago. Her response excited you more than the actual sex itself. “You promise?”
